NDSU Homecoming Royalty
Wow. All I can say is that NDSU did themselves no favors by kicking the hornet nest with their choice of Zachary Quirk and Conner Dilse being their school’s Homecoming Royalty. A number of questions popped into my mind about this, and by the looks of social media, I wasn’t the only one asking them.
What happened?
Why did it happen?
Why should we care about it?
Why should NDSU care about the reaction?
By the way, don’t bother trying to look up comments on their Facebook page. They very quickly started deleting negative comments and then entirely shut down the comments section on their post. The last time I checked, it said, “North Dakota State University limited who can comment on this post.” Only five comments were left below the post, and not surprisingly, they are all positive. I’m guessing not all reactions were equally rose-colored.
What happened?Two young men were chosen as Homecoming Royalty (aka, Homecoming King and Queen for all you deplorables) for the 2023-2024 school year. Note that we have found nothing to suggest that these young men identify as part of the LGBT community, so please don’t jump to conclusions. Not that it really changes the issue much anyway.
Why did it happen?I’m going to let Mackenzie Mueller, Student President of Campus Attractions, explain it (as reported by KXNEWS).
“The process for homecoming court is done in two phases. The first part is nominations and an interview process open to the whole student body. After interviews, the 12 court members are chosen by a panel of students, faculty, staff, and alumni. The second phase is out of the 12-member pool, the whole student body votes during homecoming week. From there, the top two vote recipients are crowned homecoming royalty. This process was implemented starting in 2021, and that year two male winners were crowned. Students are really excited for our two winners as they represent our overall bison pride and are involved with a number of clubs and organizations on campus. The student body is excited to have Conner Dilse and Zachary Quirk as our 2023 homecoming royalty.”
The other significant quote on the issue came from NDSU’s Facebook page.
Several years ago, students eliminated the gender requirement for homecoming royalty. The NDSU student body votes for two members of the court to become royalty. The two students who receive the most votes are crowned and honored during the coronation ceremony.
In other words, it seems that it was some sort of student-initiated decision. However, in a 2021 radio/podcastinterview with Student Body President Carl Ludewig, he states, “This was something that was not involved with student government. … It came out of, I believe, the SAO, the Student Activities Office decided to change that and move forward with NDSU’s goals of being more inclusive and more diverse and hopefully getting more students involved, encouraging students to be more involved in the homecoming process.” Hmmm, I think we have two different narratives here.
Why should we care about it? The primary reason is that it’s indicative of NDSU’s, and more broadly, higher education’s disdain for your and my values. It is a symptom of an illness that runs deep in our woke society, and one result is that they are erasing women.
Posts on social media suggested lots of reasons why it shouldn’t matter to us. One I saw repeatedly was that the top two vote-getters should win since it was the only way to ensure a fair process. However, if they had separate votes for King and Queen in the past, I fail to see how that was not a democratic process.
In the run for the White House, parties hold primaries and choose a top candidate to go onto the final ballot. It’s not like every candidate from every party gets on the ballot. So, is the primary system we use in this country not fair? Face it, this was first and foremost a change in agenda by the NDSU Administration, pure and simple.
It’s fundamentally about blurring lines and getting rid of distinctions. You’re not really a male or female swimmer, you’re just a swimmer since you can be on either team. You’re not a boy or girl in school, you can be whatever you want to be today. You’re not a King or Queen, you’re only a person. In our rush to eliminate distinctions, we reduce everyone to the lowest common denominator. Pretty soon we’ll all be nameless, sexless, blobs of protoplasm, which probably still won’t satisfy some enlightened thinkers.
Why should NDSU care about the reaction?They should care for two simple reasons: reputation and money. I’m sure NDSU’s reputation was viewed favorably in academia by moving to “Homecoming Royalty” in 2021. I can guarantee you that it went the other way among the vast majority of North Dakotans in our very red state. North Dakota was built on strong pro-life and pro-family values, and these beliefs run deep. They didn’t care in 2021 as the change was slipped through, but now that they know….
The second reason NDSU should care is because of money. I’m not going to pretend that donations to NDSU will fall off a cliff because of this change. There are plenty of liberal alumni and federal dollars flowing into NDSU to ensure that doesn’t happen. However, they are walking down a dangerous path in North Dakota. I would point them to the countless gender bills passed this legislative session by individuals directly representing North Dakotans – our legislators. If they think this waltz down wokeness lane will continue unabated with no financial consequences, they are very mistaken.
Look at the 2021 legislative session and the bill that stated NDSU could no longer work with Planned Parenthood. They fought it with everything they had, and they lost. They blinked.
NDSU, we know you will always be liberal compared to the majority of us. We can grudgingly accept that. However, let me provide this important piece of advice. Don’t push North Dakotans too far on their deeply held beliefs, and especially don’t throw it in our faces. I suspect that you will be the one blinking, not us.
Earn It
by Jacob Thomsen
I recently watched the movie Saving Private Ryan. If anyone has not seen it, it is a tremendous movie about a group of soldiers in World War 2 who embark on a special mission to save a soldier with the last name of Ryan whose three brothers had already died in the war. They were to save him and return him to his mother. Along the way, most of the soldiers in the unit paid the ultimate sacrifice to save this soldier. At the end of the movie, one of the soldiers who had sacrificed his life for this Private tells him in an emotional moment of last words to “earn it.”
That was certainly a powerful moment in the film, and it led me to think, what do we do to “earn it?” What do we do to earn the lives that we have been given? This is sort of a deep question to be pondering at 23 years old. Is the answer enjoying a wonderful marriage, raising great kids, and retiring after a long, successful career? I’m not sure.
The true answer to the question of whether we can earn the lives we’ve been given is “no”. The only thing that we can do is be thankful that we have a Savior who sacrificed all so that we may have eternal life. What a gift! Another thing we can do is live by God’s Word. Of course, we fall short all the time; we can’t be perfect. That is why we have our perfect Savior, Jesus Christ.
One very important thing we can do is live by God’s calling on our lives. In fact, one of the ways I came to know Jesus was through a number of struggles on my way to finding out what I am supposed to do with my life. During my sophomore year of college at the University of Mary, I spent many long nights trying to work through some inadequacies I had, in order to pursue my degree in biology with a pre-med focus. For a long time, I wanted to be a doctor and thought I was going to continue a line of Dr. Thomsens in my family.
There’s a quote from Scripture that was highlighted to me when I needed it most. Proverbs 16:9 says, “A man’s heart plans his way, But the Lord directs his steps.” I learned a very important lesson when I was a very young Christian: to trust God in all His plans for my life. In those moments of struggle, I heard God’s calling on my life. Conveniently, I still had time to change my major before the second semester. I went to my advisor’s office and switched my major to Politics.
My goal from this point on was to find a place where I could work with politics in harmony with my faith. In my senior year, I was a bit worried about simply finding a job, let alone one that fulfilled my goal of working at a place where my faith would reflect the work I was doing. I prayed about it and eventually was presented with the opportunity to work for NDFA. There were other jobs that my advisor had pointed out to me, but when he told me about this one, it really stuck out. I applied and the rest is history.
I fully believe that it has been God’s will for me to work for NDFA. I was called into politics and have been able to work to stand up for and promote Christian values at the state level. It truly is a blessing to work here.
Have I earned it? I don’t think so. But the biggest thing I can do is give thanks to Him for pointing me here and try to live by His Word daily to the best of my ability. God is a tremendous Father and has given me the opportunity to do something I love. For that, I can’t help but say thank you to you, for supporting NDFA and allowing us to get to this point, but most importantly, to God for allowing NDFA to grow.
Most Pro-Family State
We have fabulous news. Among the 40+ state family policy councils around the U.S., North Dakota was chosen as the “Most Pro-Family State”, an award we share with our sister state Montana! We received this award in large part because of the excellent legislative session we had, where dozens of pro-family bills were passed into law, many of which were focused on protecting our children.
North Dakota Family Alliance wants to thank the many who helped make this happen. We are so thankful to the many legislators who sponsored pro-family bills this session and who consistently voted on the side of ND families. We want to thank Governor Burgum for signing all these bills into law, and we greatly appreciate our many partner organizations, without whom none of this would have been possible.
We also want to thank YOU for your help in making this happen. Many of you contacted your legislators during session, some of you testified, and countless others prayed continually for the work we were doing. We also greatly appreciate your ongoing financial support which makes it possible for NDFA to do this work and represent you and your values. Above all, we are thankful to God for allowing our organization the privilege to be His hands and feet in the North Dakota policy world.
North Dakota Family Alliance is greatly honored that our state has received this award. Making ND solidly pro-life and pro-family is why we exist, so it greatly validates the hard work we put into this session and throughout the year.
It's All About Stories
We all love stories. Stories can be entertaining, teach a lesson, carry on family traditions, and do many more things. Stories can change our lives, sometimes in even greater ways than experiences can. When each of our kids left for college, I gave them an important piece of advice – I told them to “make stories”. And they did. However, I fear that the power of stories is sometimes lost on us, and that’s a shame.
When I worked at World Vision, their tagline was “Orange is the color of hope”, which was inventive and played off their orange logo (somebody tapped the marketing dept. for that one). However, I learned that while it was a good tagline, hope was not conveyed to child sponsors through a logo, but through stories. When sponsors heard stories about the living conditions of children in other countries, their family hardships, their dreams, or how donor contributions helped, the stories made it come alive.
Stories work the same way in families. My father, as a small boy growing up in The Netherlands, had some great stories, from saving his sister who fell into the canal by pulling her out by her hair, to narrowly escaping the Nazis many times during World War II. His stories always intrigued and delighted me, and I am thankful that some of them have become part of the “body of work” in our family. To be fair, not all his stories were so idyllic.
There’s one story I’ll never forget. Their pastor visited their home, putting his wooden shoes outside on the doorstep, and my young father proceeded to relieve himself into the wooden shoes from an open second floor window. As you may recall, God called my father into the ministry later in life, so there is more than a little irony and humor in that story. It’s interesting how it goes from being a story of rebellion, to one showing God’s plan for his life; a story about an incorrigible child, to a story about a pastor who led many to the Lord over his ministry. Don’t ever tell me God doesn’t have a sense of humor.
In a similar vein, although thankfully less extreme, his son has stories, such as cutting down a tree outside his dorm building with a steak knife and dragging it inside to use as a Christmas tree (I’m sorry Calvin College – I’ll pay to have a new one planted if you’d like). Or stories of him walking security rounds through dark campus buildings with his girlfriend. I have to admit that I can’t guarantee all the doors were 100% secure on some of those nights, but you have to acknowledge that kissing on the darkened stage of the college’s concert hall is pretty romantic. That girl later married me, so I think the college will forgive me at this point.
Stories tie us to the past, present, and future. They tell of the difficult times we go through as families and God’s provision and care for us. They tell of ways in which we supported each other when things became tough. Stories are about laughter and, unfortunately, sometimes stories are about loss and pain. Stories tell our lives in compelling ways, similar in many ways to the oral tradition used among the Israelites for centuries, telling of God’s wonder and might.
Years ago, our family started a list – a list of stories. Each entry on the list is simply one sentence that reminds the reader of a particular family story. As our kids grew, Ruth and I would tell the associated stories about our life and that of our parents, and we would tell them over and again. Our kids thought we were losing our minds and forgetting that we already told them, but there was a method to our madness. We wanted to make sure that someday when we are gone and they and their children want to remember the funny, heartbreaking, or poignant stories of our family’s life, they will simply need that sheet to trigger the memory of a story, and will then be able to retell it from the many times they heard it. Our life stories are part of God’s majestic handiwork, and we need to give witness to that.
In a similar way, the history of our country is a set of stories. From our split from England, to centuries of innovation and God’s blessing, and up to today. The stories were shaped in large part by political forces, from our Constitution, to laws that created an environment ripe for growth, so that we could finally become the preeminent world power in a mere 200 years. Our country may not last forever, but while it does, we owe it to our children and grandchildren to use public policy to ensure that the stories they tell will be good stories, and not bad ones. They should be stories of standing for our deeply held beliefs, protecting our children, preserving our families, and defending our freedoms. In short, stories of bravery.
Lord willing, someday Ruth and I will have a chance to tell our grandchildren the most important stories that were part of our lives. We will tell them the good and the bad – the stories of pain, laughter, forgiveness, and Christ’s redemptive love for us. I don’t plan to tell them the Christmas tree story, except as a cautionary tale. Kissing at night in the darkened concert hall? That one I might tell.
The Mathematics of Prayer
I’m sitting in Babb’s Coffee House in Jamestown as I write this email. I have a mango Italian soda next to me and, not coincidently, I just found out I don’t like mango Italian sodas. The place is a cool and trendy establishment and is abuzz with groups of people eating their lunches, others like me working on their computers and tablets, and of course lots of University of Jamestown students, despite the academic year not starting for a few weeks. There are also the employees working at breakneck speed to fill orders. There is the small young lady who yells out “Tom” or “Julie” or “Samantha” at a volume that I imagine carries on the air currents and eventually settles in Bismarck or Fargo. So, what does this have to do with prayer, you might ask?
Many years ago in college I was inundated by mathematics, and I wasn’t a big fan. I actually sort of liked calculus, but disliked algebra with a passion. Interestingly, it was the exact opposite for my wife Ruth – she liked algebra and hated calculus. Regardless of one’s affection or distaste for math, you have to admit that it is immensely helpful in understanding the world around us and has everyday applications in more ways than you can count. But math and prayer? Stay with me.
Back to the coffee shop. What I see is a multitude of people living their own lives, yet intricately connected to one another. There is a relationship between me and the employee who took my order, with the young lady who yelled my name, the toddler in the booth in front of me who keeps turning around and smiling at me, and on it goes. It’s a living organism in many ways. In a perfect world you could describe all these relationships perhaps using algebra or calculus, but the formulas would be pretty intractable. However, the most important mathematical concept about prayer is really simpler than that.
What happens mathematically when I connect with 3 people in that coffee shop, each of them connects with 3+ friends, and so on? You get exponential growth. And that’s how prayer by a body of believers works.
When I ask for prayer from my family for NDFA, my three other family members pray. They also then often ask for prayer from their friends, partners in prayer groups, fellow church members, or other Christians they know. I can see this picture in my head of all these nodes connecting to each other and creating a larger and larger canvas of prayer. And it’s a beautiful thing.
The power of one person praying can be an incredible thing – I in no way mean to understate its importance. However, the power of hundreds or thousands of people praying is almost beyond comprehension. We have been given an unbelievable gift to talk with our Heavenly Father, but I believe we often undervalue it.
When we were in the process of starting NDFALA, the entity that does much of our legislative work, I was concerned about raising enough donations for the demands of the coming legislative session and I asked for prayer. A good friend of mine and pastor gave me this advice. He said, “NDFALA doesn’t need prayer just to raise this money, but needs prayer as its foundation”. I took his wise words to heart and try to remember them during our busy workdays.
We at NDFA have truly felt called to embrace and focus on prayer’s importance in all our lives, and so we have decided to host a one-day prayer conference in September. It will highlight prayer for our families, education, government, churches, and the business community, and it will be held at the Heritage Center on September 21. We will email you more information and how to get tickets soon.
There is no substitute for prayer in a Christian’s life. We ask you to make it a priority and to remember the mathematics of prayer – it is much larger than just you. Who knows, with enough prayer I might even learn to like mango Italian sodas, although that might take a lot of prayer.